Here we go again
I have to protect that fragile light on those eyes of mine. In these days when Iâm lonely, I canât truly understand how in the world Iâm still thinking about him. Hasnât enough days gone by already? How much longer is it going to take? Me, laying here among cushions and blankets and snacks and more snacks. Everyone fights their own battle. I know that. And I heard that reality writes the best endings.
But how could someone find a definitive exit when the reason they constantly try to avoid emerges in their life every time? Day after day. Heâs there. He reminds me of the words I didnât say and the games I didnât bet, so as the chances I might have probably lost; and I say probably because I didnât bet but I also say it because, although in the unknown relies the mystery and magic, he seemed to be Prince Charming from far above of me and ended up being a pernicious lie. So that's quite revocable.
How dare he entering into my life to shake every single part of it and then leaving as if nothing happened? Huh?
Life is too short to care about stupid boys. Period.
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